Forged in Fire
Witch World Series #2
Lyn C. Johanson
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Date of Publication: Nov 17, 2016
Number of pages: 326
Cover Artist: Renu Sharma
Lyn C. Johanson continues her scorching Witch World series with a new story of a human fighting to survive in Hell, and a dangerous beauty who might cost him his soul.
AN EXQUISITE PUNISHER LIVING
ON BORROWED TIME…
Desiree ruled a domain swarming with the worst sinners ever to walk on Earth, until her dual nature became too dangerous for the Demon Council to ignore. Now banished, she finds herself intrigued by an enigma she encounters—a decent soul in the land of rotten scum.
A FIGHTER DOOMED TO HELL…
To save his newborn nephews, Ciaran sacrificed his life to spend eternity in the Underworld. Yet becoming a plaything to be used and abused is a fate he is determined to avoid.
A PASSION FORGED IN FIRE…
Temptation stokes the flames in both their hearts and bodies, but when faced with the reality of their circumstances, those flames might burn them both to ash. For in a demon world defined by supernatural abilities, a human must remain a slave, and she—
free from any weakness her enemies might take advantage of.
Please note that although Forged in Fire can be read as a stand-alone story, I would strongly recommend reading Till Death and Beyond first, as the world builds from one book to another.
“Bow before your master!” One of the guards spat an
order. “I bow before no one,” Ciaran muttered without
turning. That was one thing he refused to do. Ever.
No matter how many whips sliced his flesh. Instantly,
he felt a fierce blow to his inner knee. His leg bent, and
he went down. Ciaran gritted his teeth at the impact
with the hard floor, and before the guard could deliver
another blow, grabbed for the nearest weapon. Suddenly
fire flashed through the space. As one, the guards
sank to the ground, bowing their heads.
“Enough!” Huge eyes appeared in the air, above them.
Ciaran frowned. Stood up. The eyes narrowed. Green
flames consumed the irises, and for a second
he thought the room would catch fire. “Out!” A sharp
order rang out, and was followed before the echo
subsided. The moment Ciaran was left alone, shadows
began swirling, the eyes got smaller, until a figure
stepped out of the darkness. He thought he was
prepared for whatever was coming. A two-headed ogre
wouldn’t have surprised him, but when the shadows
dissipated, and his eyes locked with those of the
creature he’d been summoned by, he forgot whatever
it was he wanted to say. Her eyes were no longer
round, but almond-shaped, slightly tilted downward
toward her straight but narrow nose. Those eyes
missed nothing —and right now, they were focused
on him. Not burning, but the way her irises caught
the glare of light, it appeared to glow with a cat-like
luster. In vibrant copper-red, the strands that escaped
her knee-length braid danced like flames
against her flawless, porcelain skin, conjuring up
an image of a fragile, ethereal beauty. One look at her,
and Ciaran knew there was nothing fragile about her.
She radiated power, and he had no trouble seeing why
the guards bowed before her. Why everyone was
afraid to even mention her name. The raw
energy flowing around her was nothing he’d ever
experienced. No demon he’d met possessed a
smidgen of it. He was screwed, he concluded,
determined to get this over with as quickly as possible.
“What do you want from me?” he demanded,
finally coming to his senses.
She approached, no hesitation in her lithe, tall body.
It moved with hypnotizing grace, accentuated by her
simple leather pants and top that hugged her like a
second skin. If he thought she had power before,
it was nothing compared with the sizzle of energy that
shot through him when she stretched out her hand,
and gently touched his cheek. It took everything he
had to keep his body stone-still. He dared not even
breathe. He felt if he did, she could actually bring him
to his knees. And as seconds ticked by, her lips
curled into a lazy smile, transforming her face from
beautiful to stunning. She was a vision—a vision
he expected to morph into a nightmare at any moment.
That’s when she whispered,
“I want to play.”
A computer science major,
Lyn C. Johanson discovered her
passion for writing romance
stories during the long and
stressful months spent finishing her
master‘s thesis. It encouraged
Lyn to open a new blank
page and let her imagination
take flight. Several years later,
her first romance novel was born.
Her stories transport the
reader into the darkly sensual
world where the magic of romance
meets fantasy. When she’s not writing,
she enjoys spending time with her husband and sons.
To learn more about Lyn, visit her website at
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